After I posted it and gave my reasons for doing so I received a lot of feedback both in the form of comments and private messages which led me to believe that I am not the only person who struggles with the lives portrayed on social media.
Unfortunately, comparison is something that I have always struggled with. In my late teens and early twenties I had an eating disorder. Although this grew out of a need to regain some control in my life rather than out of comparing myself to slimmer girls, it did lead me to a point of comparison. At the time, I was never fully aware of how thin I was but during my time of recovery (in which I include now; as with other addictive behaviours I don't feel that eating disorders ever fully go away, but instead need to be managed) I began to become much more aware of my size. Naturally, I needed to be a much more healthy weight and began to compare myself to other women of different shapes and sizes. For the first time I became grossly aware of my appearance and was not happy with this. Friends would look different to me. In my eyes they had a better figure, better hair, better teeth, nicer clothes and better fashion sense. They had better lives - and I often based this purely on how they looked and what they wore.
Social media did not exist (as it does now) when I was in my late teens and early twenties and I am hugely thankful for this. I based my views, and built my insecurities, on those I could see around me, on how they looked and on unrealistic images of women in magazines. Had I had social media to add to the equation I can only imagine where my insecurities and issues with comparison would have led me. I have younger sisters who grew up with social media being the norm and I am aware of how difficult it must be for them and for teenage girls to see unrealistic images popping up on their news feeds all day. For me this would have hugely fired my need to compare myself to others.
Don't get me wrong; I'm not slating Facebook,
I'll give an example - and I don't mean to offend anyone by doing so.
As an adoptive parent (read more here http://definingmomentshope.blogspot.co.uk/search?updated-min=2014-01-01T00:00:00Z&updated-max=2015-01-01T00:00:00Z&max-results=33) I have two separate privacy settings on my Facebook page. Those for people who I may not know especially well in 'real life' but still want to be able to keep in touch with and those for people who I 'do life with' and see on a regular basis and have a deeper relationship with. With the latter I share more personal anecdotes, photographs and information. My reasons for this are not to exclude people from my life, rather as I feel that not everyone would want to know the nitty gritty stuff. I also do not fully trust privacy settings and would not share information about my daughter widely for fear of it somehow reaching her birth family. In all honesty, unless I've had a particularly horrendous day, I share my best bits to both privacy settings. Even if I've had a horrendous day I don't think I'd ever really say EXACTLY how I was feeling on my Facebook.
I like to post
I blogged a few months ago about returning to work and what a big step it had been for me. I helped to set up a nursery which is something I've always wanted to do. However, I have recently had to take a step back from my role as it wasn't working for my family. Everyone was getting half measures. My daughter took a turn for the worse and struggled to settle into pre school. Her sleep disorder worsened. My son realised that my attention was further split and, as he's only 6, began to act up too. He has an intermittent stammer which worsened dramatically and his behaviour massively deteriorated. Our marriage received whatever scraps were left. I felt relief at making the very difficult decision to step down until I saw on Facebook the number of my friends who manage to juggle children, marriage, life and amazing jobs and still have time to paint their nails! And my relief and joy was stolen and I became a failure. The rational side of me knows that these friends will also have their struggles and, like me, will not share them all on Facebook. But when I'm feeling less rational, that's when the feelings of failure creep in and everything I had accomplished in helping to set up the nursery becomes diminished. I post my best bits - and so do they.
During the summer we were planning on having some work done on our house. However, the planning permission fell through. I began to lose contentment in what we had and began to covet all of the amazing houses I was seeing flying round the internet. It was at this time that I was listening to a podcast entitled 'Comparison is the Thief of Joy'. I felt like the podcast was speaking straight at me and God was saying 'this is for you'. As a response I deleted the Rightmove app off of my phone and tried to focus more on what we had rather than what we didn't have. At this time, we won the appeal for planning permission and the work started shortly after. And, of course, I began posting photographs of the work on Facebook. I did not post that a matter of months earlier that refusal of planning permission had made me feel so sorry for myself that I began to question why 'nothing ever went my way'. I added the refused planning permission to a long line of tragedies including our daughter's death and the infertility we later suffered. Talk about losing perspective! Funnily enough, this did not make it to my Facebook feed (although I did mention it to some trusted friends who smiled, patted my arm and remained as patient as ever with me). I post my best bits.
So this brings me back to my original point: "the life you see here on social media isn't reality. It's everyone's highlight reel ..." And once again stealing someone else's words - "We use social media to plaster the highlights of our lives because why share the ugly parts if we don’t have to? We don’t get to see the unattractive pictures. We don’t get to hear about the fighting that goes on. We don’t know that they are charging all of their luxuries on a credit card and they’re in debt. WE DON’T KNOW. Instead, we post the things that make our lives look f****** fantastic…even when it’s far from it." (http://thoughtcatalog.com/jessica-dentith/2015/02/highlight-reels-vs-reality/), I'm calling to mind a scripture.
As we move into a New Year (following a very difficult year) I plan to try and focus more on what I have, what I have been given and what I've achieved rather than comparing myself to others ... or at least I will try and take what I see on Facebook with a pinch of salt! ;-)